Language of Love
Not
what but
how we did
so express love,
by gentling our touch,
made all the difference,
since the receptor chosen,
spoke in symbols and metaphors,
which were beyond grasp of lower mind.
Love speaks a secret language heart knows,
for which silence befriends the void,
that emotes inked in aether,
delight like a rainbow,
of bliss magnetism,
which penetrates
frozen hearts
by touch
soft.
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023
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